Chapter 257: Be careful!

"Interesting, when guarding the altar, the little ones in the clan often engage in actual combat confrontations," Song Praise was actually a little excited.

Qin Xuan looked at the sky, there was still some time before dawn, and Song Zan changed into night clothes, his body disappeared in the jungle, and went straight to the depths of darkness.

"What do we want?" Song Zan thought that Qin Xuan would go out to fight with him, but when he saw Qin Xuan busy arranging the magic circle in front of him, he looked at it suspiciously.

"A little bit of cannibalization is too slow, find a way to speed up and weaken them. Qin Xuan's ten fingers flew like flying while running, the threads of spiritual power converged towards the ground, and the formation technique was secretive, which made the spirit master of the six-rank array dumbfounded, and when he raised his hand, there were several small magic arrays, and the speed of the formation was terrifying.

"Flame Formation, enter!" Qin Xuan quietly urged the eight-step capture dragon, the figure was divided into eight, each doppelganger was rapidly changing its posture, turning into the form of more than a thousand sculptures in the Vulcan Tomb, one by one the formation patterns merged into the ground, and the spiritual power of praise went to the ground, Qin Xuan only took more than ten breaths to outline a formation that Ling Song couldn't understand at all.

"What kind of circle is this?" asked Praise in amazement.

"A combination of trapped and killed. Qin Xuan didn't look back, but when he saw the corners of Qin Xuan's mouth curled, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Capture, refining, and extracting are the mysteries of this array. Qin Xuan gathered the spiritual power silk threads in front of him, and flipped his palms suddenly, and thousands of spiritual power silk threads gathered in one place, forming a formation seal, and were slapped into the ground by Qin Xuan.

"Hum-" With a dull sound within ten meters of the surroundings, Song Zan was pulled by Qin Xuan and walked towards the top of the treetops.

"Just waiting here?" the praise is completely incomprehensible.

Qin Xuan's eyes were revealed, and the seven doppelgangers gathered.

"You take on the form of Weiss, quick!

A clone of Qin Xuan went directly towards the sky, and the clone punched out several times, and the mountains and forests fell, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and there was a lot of movement.

"What's going on over there!" There were seventy or eighty of the Wei family's disciples wandering in the mountains and forests, and those who noticed this change all looked in the direction of the smoke and dust rising.

"Fake Weiss, you who have suffered a thousand knives, take your life!" Qin Xuan's clone shouted in the air and headed towards the magic circle under the woods.

"Wei Si?" The Wei family disciples who heard Qin Xuan's shout were dumbfounded, and more than twenty figures walked towards Qin Xuan.

Tracing Qin Xuan's back, he could see another person from a distance, who seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries and was very inconvenient to move, turned around and looked in horror, and walked towards the depths of the mountain forest.

"I'm not Weiss, you've mistaken it!" shouted the praiser, and even the voice was very different from Weiss.

"It's him! The guy who pretended to be Weiss and made Lord Wei Ting suffer a big loss, hurry!"

The speed of the Wei family's children's conditioned reflex, Qin Xuan's panting and shouting chase, and soon, he was surpassed by the Wei family's children.

"Catch him! Catch him! This Wei Si has killed his sister, he must not let it go!" Qin Xuan greeted in a loud voice, and none of the Wei family disciples who rushed in front of Qin Xuan paid attention to him.

"When Lao Tzu escapes with his life, you miscellaneous people will have no way to live!" Praise shouted Qin Xuan's divine thoughts, pretending to be exhausted, and had already run to the middle of the ambush in the big array, at this moment, more than 20 Wei family disciples who came forward to praise the surrounding tightly, and even the low altitude was guarded by four people.

"Enlightenment!" The Fire God Battle Seal in Qin Xuan's Sea of Consciousness suddenly turned, echoing with the Great Array, and the Black Flame Fire rushed into the air like bursting magma, instantly forming a sea of flames!

"Oops! There is a magic array enchantment ambush, quickly break the formation!" Among the disciples of the Wei family, there are also cultivators above the sixth rank of the formation path, who noticed the sudden change and reacted quickly, but hundreds of formation runes were struck, and under the fierce scorching of the black flame fire, they turned into a distorted void light.

"Break the formation with strength!A few of you, build a spatial teleportation gate, and go directly to the assembly space point, the speed must be fast!" The children of the Wei family are worthy of being one of the five bloodline clans, and they are not chaotic in danger, even if Wei Ting's water attribute clone is not present, there will be a slightly older middle-aged man to command on the spot.

"Whoosh-"

An inconspicuous-looking light arrow shot out of a palm-sized bamboo bow and shot impartially at the middle-aged man's chest, causing his methodical command to pause for a moment.

"Tom--"

The middle-aged man was stunned for half a breath, and then saw that the guy who pretended to be Weiss did not have the same exhausted demeanor as before, and his fists smashed like mountain rocks, hitting his dantian fiercely.

According to common sense, he was able to urge the blood of the divine vein to protect his body, and even if he couldn't stop it, he could also take advantage of the opportunity of the divine vein to avoid the heavy and light, but that light arrow pierced his chest, unexpectedly releasing fluctuations that could dispel the power of the blood veins in his body!

"You are, you are a guardian clan, you are a falling arrow!" The middle-aged man never thought that he would really be able to meet the guardian clan one day, after all, it was only recorded in legends.

"Don't kill it, leave it to me to refine. Qin Xuan's divine thoughts sounded, and the black flame fire was already extremely hideous, and in Qin Xuan's chilling sound, it burned with a zigzag sound.

With every breath that passed, the children of the Wei family in the magic circle enchantment could feel the flow of energy in their bodies.

"Click-"

A slight cracking sound sounded in the dantian of the middle-aged man of the Wei family, the twenty children of the Wei family present, no one was the opponent of the praise in the battle of fists and feet, the praise was like a rotating iron hammer, the fists were windy, the soles of the feet were like a spinning top, and the crackling bone cracking sound sounded in the magic circle, praising the fact that there had never been such a hearty battle in this life, in the past, and the clansmen were always afraid of being afraid of injury, and now, the praise found the fun of fighting!

"This combat skill is so vigorous. "Qin Xuan has studied this combat technique in the place where he guards the inheritance of the clan, it is called Tianxuan King Kong, and when he saw it today, it was an eye-opener, the killing array in the formation had not yet been used, and the children of the Wei family were beaten to flesh and blood.

"Hurry up and summon Lord Wei Ting! This guy is fierce and prepared!" Someone finally recovered from the violent blow, and at the same time, several people who had built the teleportation circle had carved the magic circle out of the prototype, but the praise did not give them a chance to continue, and a few crisp neck bones were dislocated, and the twenty-three Wei family children present all fell to the ground.

"This...."Qin Xuan wiped a cold sweat, the children of the Wei family who came out to perform the task this time were already very elite, except for the first middle-aged man who was praised and shot, who was close to level one hundred and twenty, the others were all above level ninety, but in the eyes of the one hundred and eighteenth level of the Praise Guardian Clan, it was all a matter of chopping melons and vegetables, and dealing with the Divine Vein Clan, Praise was more labor-saving than dealing with ordinary cultivators.

"Hahaha, it's enjoyable!" Praise left everyone alive, and after showing off his strength, Qin Xuan found a strange phenomenon, praising that in the fight with the Divine Vein Clan, the Seven Palaces Refining Body on the surface of the body became more and more brilliant!

"Perhaps, this is also one of the reasons why the Taishan clan was wiped out, and they were able to strengthen themselves with the attack of the Divine Vein clan in battle..... Although it will not grow to the eighth house because of this, it will make the other seven houses improve a lot, and it is powerful. ”

"Did anyone pass on the message?" Praise was excited, and he slapped his head suddenly, forgetting about this stubble, and hurriedly asked.

"Yes. Qin Xuan's face was solemn, "There is more than one, we are waiting for the rabbit, and then we will destroy another wave, the ordinary children of the Wei family are in the mountains and forests, and they should rush over much faster than Wei Ting." Qin Xuan said, the phantom of the mountain and river diagram flashed, the spiritual power urged, and the large array of fireworks on the ground began to hum, the magic circle contracted, and was sent to the mountain and river map by Qin Xuan, and the refining and extraction of the large array was still in progress.

"Here comes one. "Song Zan had just experienced a big battle, and his reaction was extremely alert, and he caught a glimpse of a figure coming from the side, and the man seemed to see the skyrocketing fireworks disappear out of thin air, his face was full of surprise, and the energy of the aftermath of the battle rippled in the air was very fierce, so that this person did not dare to step forward easily.

"Cowardly..... Watch me shoot him down with an arrow. The hand of praise was grasped on the bamboo bow, but it was held down by Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan shook his head, "Three arrows a day, it's not a critical time." ”

After speaking, Qin Xuan's figure had become illusory, this was the first time he felt Qin Xuan's speed, almost the moment he noticed Qin Xuan's disappearance, the Wei family disciple who was hesitating in mid-air whether to step forward to investigate the situation let out a small muffled pit, and Qin Xuan's figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Be careful!" Praise exclaimed, Qin Xuan summoned the mountain and river map, subdued the Wei family disciple, and threw it into the mountains and rivers map array, the bright moonlight came straight towards Qin Xuan's neck, and the angle was extremely tricky! The momentum was strong, but it was among the peak spiritual weapons.

"Bell-"

The timing of this blow was accurate, Qin Xuan really had no power to defend himself, and even the Creation Ding needed half a breath to summon it, at this time, Song Praise wanted to step forward to save it, but it was too late to save it, but the purple mang suddenly stood in front of Qin Xuan's neck, and collided with the streamer that came from the sky, and the silver flower sparks splashed, crisp and piercing, and it was obvious that the streamer was broken in two!

"Poof--"

Only two zhang away from Qin Xuan, the children of the Wei family who were under the cover of the hidden talisman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the natal treasure was directly cut into two under extreme speed, even if he was a ninety-third level of cultivation, even if he was one of the top ten elites of the younger generation of the Wei family, it was difficult to change the pain of bone erosion against the blood.

"Ahhh

"Go in!" Qin Xuan slashed at the back of the opponent's neck with a palm, although Qin Xuan was only level eighty-nine and had not yet reached the realm of peeping dao, but the blow of the Ten Palaces Refining Body Movement almost directly knocked the opponent's head away, fainting to death and dying of breathlessness.